City2Surf 2013

City2Surf is the world largest fun run with around 85,000 people who participate every year. The course is 14km long starting in Sydney's CBD and finishing at Australia's renowned Bondi Beach. Although Bernie and I didn't physically run the City2Surf we did do our own variation of the event with the aim of the game to get from The Dirthouse (city) to Bondi (surf) on public transport. Before you all role your eyes and assume that our event was in no way comparable to the actual City2Surf I'll have you know that its no easy feat getting from the inner city to the Eastern Suburbs on a old bus with literally every main road closed and 85,000 potential hazards hanging out on the streets just waiting to wonder into the middle of the street and hold up traffic! 

So, with a lot of determination and a little picnic basket of goodies Lady B and I headed out on our quest for sun, sand and semi naked athletes at 10am. two hours, two buses and a small trek later we made it to Bondi Beach. The detailed impeccably photoshopped picture below outlines in red the actual City2Surf track and in hot pink (naturally) depicts roughly where our buses took us (half way around the fucking world).  

Nonetheless we made it! Unfortunately just after we arrived I realised that I had left my memory card for my camera at home. I had two choices: forget about it and use my shitty iPhone camera instead or brace the line below to get on a bus to go back home and grab my memory card for the sake of the quality of this blog and your viewing pleasure.  

You guys might be important to me but there was no way in hell I was going to join the end of that line below, can anyone even see an end?

So I did what any blogger would do and whipped out my old iPhone 4S, lucky I had a beautiful busty subject that made the pictures all the more appealing...

I think the look on this ladies face to the left is some indication of how painful it would have been not only to run 14kms but then proceed to stand in a line twice as long as that waiting to get on a bus full of sweaty tourists, I do not envy you.

Meanwhile on the beach lady B began unpacking our raw vegan goodies...

Totally oblivious to the thousands of people probably perishing from heat stroke behind us.

And then for the next two hours after our bellies were full we proceeded to lay back in the sun and listen to the loud speaker replay the spiel "Everyone remain calm, you will get on a bus, do not panic, a bus will arrive shortly" over and over again.

Until I zoned out and lost myself in the clear blue sky...can you spot the red balloon?

We finished the day with a bit of a perve and slowly made our way back home. By this time the line has almost vanished, unfortunately our hangover from the night before had not and I was feeling pretty bloody exhausted. This is just one ways that the City2Surf can take it out of you but as I looked down at my fresh new tan I couldn't help but think how rewarding this experience had been also.

P.s All jokes aside next year I'm doing it for real! If you're going to be in the Sydney area around this time too I highly recommend it, if not for a bit of a personal fitness challenge do it for the sea of sweaty hot men in spandex...but if you end up in the beginners section of the race don't hold me to the later thought.